Time goes on and the memories pass
It all slowly fades away, turned to dust.
A beautiful ray as fleeting as a life
Here for the moment and then suddenly
Nothing in its place, simply rest.
And yet God beholds it all. We forget, he remembers. We change, he remains.
It is not for us to hoard up the treasures of time, for we too shall pass on and those treasures, lost, cannot be kept.
But it is God who holds time and all that happens within it –
It is he who knows and he who all things glorify.
I do not have to hold onto these feeble chords of remembrance in my weak, wondering mind.
Instead I can trust God that they glorify him and that he remembers even in the midst of my forgetfulness.
1 I have a message from God in my heart
concerning the sinfulness of the wicked:
There is no fear of God
before their eyes.
2 In their own eyes they flatter themselves
too much to detect or hate their sin.
3 The words of their mouths are wicked and deceitful;
they fail to act wisely or do good.
4 Even on their beds they plot evil;
they commit themselves to a sinful course
and do not reject what is wrong.
5 Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.
6 Your righteousness is like the highest mountains,
your justice like the great deep.
You, Lord, preserve both people and animals.
7 How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
8 They feast on the abundance of your house;
you give them drink from your river of delights.
9 For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light we see light.
10 Continue your love to those who know you,
your righteousness to the upright in heart.
11 May the foot of the proud not come against me,
nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
12 See how the evildoers lie fallen—
thrown down, not able to rise!